Third-floor guggenheim, staring at the face of genius
Blue-eyes burn from behind a canvass intense and bright
Out of hope, out of luck, dead-end existence layed out before me
It's a black day when you realize that your life's just a waste of time
See you around, i think it's time
Kill myself tonight
I really want to, you know i'm going to
Riding on the verge of a nervous breakdown, over-come with emotion
Want to do something rash and symbolic, impale myself on love
See you around, i think it's time
Kill myself tonight
I really want to, you know i'm going to
Kill myself - kill myself tonight
